My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 308 Lynx Bait
Late autumn and early winter is the perfect time for wild boars to roam and graze.

Wild boars are circling.

Simply put, it means the wild boars have reached their mating season.

At this time, the large boars roaming the mountains and forests, also known as lone boars by hunters, will smell the scent and find the sows in the herd to mate with.

A lone pig enters the herd and competes with the existing boars for mating rights.

The two sides often engage in fierce battles.

This time often happens late at night.

If you go and listen at night to the people who live deep in the mountains, you'll hear the wild animals colliding and roaring during mating season; such fights are commonplace.

It often wakes people up from their sleep.

But for wild boars...

At this time, the boar is at its most aggressive.

To use a somewhat inappropriate analogy, it's like the lion king of an African pride encountering a challenge from a young, wandering male lion.

In other seasons, male wild boars are generally not protective of their herds; they are scoundrels who neglect their wives and children and will turn tail and run away when they encounter danger.

But it's different this season; they become very protective of their flock.

The slightest disturbance or threat can provoke them, leading to unpredictable consequences.

"Perhaps the timing of Chen Dazhi's retaliation by the wild boars is also related to this. The big-toothed boars are at a sensitive time, and they just happened to go into the mountains and intrude into the boars' territory, which triggered the big-toothed boars' sensitive nerves and made them feel threatened..."

Seeing the terrifying scene of the two boars fighting, Chen Ling thought to himself.

Liu Guangli muttered under his breath, "Damn it, the firelight is still too dim. We can't even tell if there's blood. We don't dare to shine the flashlight over there at this critical moment. Just listening to the noise is enough to drive you crazy."

Not to mention how anxious he was, even the dog following him was getting restless.

Heiwa was especially eager to make a move.

Little Jin, however, remained calmly hidden in the bushes, his eyes fixed on the pigs below.

Chen Ling wasn't too worried about the dogs, but he was puzzled by the group of sows and young pigs leisurely watching the show below. He whispered, "Uncle Guangli, are these sows really that carefree? There's a fight going on right next to them, and they're just eating and watching the show?"

Liu Guangli snorted and laughed. Although he couldn't see the situation below very clearly, he was certain that the pigs were not making any movement.

"At this point, the sow doesn't care about that, just like a female dog. When a female dog is carrying a trough, a group of male dogs surround her and fight for her. Do you think she won't get involved? It's the same principle."

"Goodness, so it's winner-takes-all then."

Chen Ling sighed, thinking that at least wild boars are different from lions; wild boars don't kill their young, at most they drive the newly grown male piglets out of the herd.

"Yeah, whoever wins is king. These two big-toothed pigs must be huge, but just by listening to the noise, we have no idea what's going on or how badly they're fighting..."

Using the torchlight, Liu Guangli squinted and peered down from the stone embankment. He could only make out the shadows of two large boars colliding violently, emitting screams like pigs being slaughtered.

Wild boars are different from other wild animals; they act decisively and don't try to intimidate or test each other for a while like other wild animals do.

Although the fighting was swift and decisive, determining a winner was not easy.

The reason is still the same: they are simply too thick-skinned and tough.

Liu Guangli could only hear the frightening noises and couldn't see clearly what was happening below, but Chen Ling could see clearly.

The two large boars were fighting fiercely at that moment.

While fiercely headbutting, it would also take the opportunity to howl and open its mouth to bite the other.

With a slight tilt of his head and a flick of his neck, he thrust his weapon towards the side of the other person's head and neck.

Its long fangs are like sharp daggers, straight and pointed.

Given the wild boar's brute strength, there's no doubt about its power.

Whether it's a hunting dog or a human, being hit by those fangs will either kill or seriously injure them.

"Hmph, it seems that lone pigs have more combat experience than those that live in the herd."

Chen Ling squinted, quietly observing the battle between the two large boars below.

The lone pig is easy to spot; it has longer bristles and looks dirtier.

Two large boars of similar size started fighting, with the lone boar constantly searching for a favorable position.

This makes it difficult for the boars in the herd to exert themselves.

When they collided like bulls, the male pigs in the herd would occasionally slip and lose their strength.

The lone pig, however, knew how to advance and retreat.

With a push of its hind legs, the power rose from the ground, its head lowered, and with a flick of its neck, a tremendous force sent the boars of the herd staggering backward, while the lone boar's tusks ripped open multiple gashes into its body.

Blood flowed suddenly.

The sows remained unmoved, leisurely resting with their young piglets on the side.

"Shall we go, Uncle Guangli? The pigs aren't making any moves. Should we fire a few shots and see what happens?"

As Chen Ling watched the lone boar grow increasingly ferocious, and the boars in the herd becoming more and more injured, the smell of blood made even the usually calm Xiao Jin start to feel uneasy.

"What are you putting down? It seems you haven't been to the mountains much this year. Have you forgotten all our rules?"

Liu Guangli reached out and slapped him on the arm, his eyes widening in surprise.

Nighttime is when wild animals are active.

There are many unexpected situations.

When it's dark, people are greatly restricted; they can't see anything from a distance, which is very dangerous.

No one usually hunts at night.

Although it is said that when two pigs fight, one of them will inevitably be injured.

But they didn't rush to make a move under the cover of night.

Even with a gun, one should not take the risk of attacking when the boars are enraged.

It's so dark in the mountains at night, let's not even talk about whether we can hit the target accurately.

The pigs haven't exhausted their strength yet. If they fire another shot, given their current violent tempers, they might charge at each other recklessly after going into a bloodthirsty frenzy.

The rage of those two boars was no joke.

Chen Ling chuckled awkwardly: "You said there was a chance earlier, I thought we could take it now..."

At this moment, the wild boars were completely focused on fighting, and with their keen hearing, they didn't even notice the noises coming from nearby.

They've gone berserk and only want to kill their opponents.

The sow felt that with two boars protecting her, and the boars not running away, neither would she.

Chen Ling thought he could take this opportunity, with dogs and guns, to take everything down in one fell swoop.

I never expected there to be a rule against hunting at night.

Ultimately, it's because he himself is so special, and the dog is special too, so they are fearless most of the time.

"Even if there's an opportunity, you shouldn't go now. Hunting requires patience to catch anything."

The old man rolled his eyes: "Alright, let's get some veterinary medicine. Let's put some poisoned bait around here. After the fight, these guys will definitely need to drink water and eat. As long as we poison them, we can come and pick up the scraps tomorrow."

"It's hard to find cheap deals at night, so let's come during the day. We should be more discreet about spending the night in the mountains. I won't bother anyone unless they bother me."

Chen Ling's eyes lit up; he understood what the old man meant.
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He immediately called the dog back and quietly took a detour.

This time, instead of setting traps, we scattered medicated bait on the wild boar's feeding trails at the bottom of the slope. When we returned to camp and told everyone, they were both surprised and excited.

Wang Lixian also said, "No wonder this pig is so fierce; it turns out it's time for it to protect the herd."

"Okay, good luck."

Han Ninggui was quite pleased: "The pig injured Dazhi the night before last, and even though we had many guns, we couldn't stop it."

It's too dark at night, especially when you're startled awake from sleep. In your haste and panic, your aim is terrible.

However, the pig was still injured.

"Oh, so it's a slippery one. Then this pig definitely can't beat the lone pig that joins the herd."

Liu Guangli clapped his hands and said joyfully.

"A bullet hole?"

Feng Yi and his team members couldn't understand the slang.

"Those who have been shot but didn't die, those who escaped the bullet's reach, are called 'gun leakies,' that's what we older hunters call them."

Liu Guangli explained, "Back then, we didn't have good guns. They were all homemade guns, clumsy and broken. Hunting pigs was nothing like it is now. We often missed when we went into the mountains. If you ran into a stray bullet, it was not a good thing."

Those who have been harmed by humans are the most vengeful.

As soon as he said that, Wang Lixian interrupted, "Uncle Guangli, these pigs have already been shot before, so they should be considered easy targets."

Liu Guangli slapped his forehead: "Oh right, there's that too."

Now everyone understands why this pig is so vengeful; it was both a slip-up and a way to protect the herd.

These boars are not to be trifled with at this time.

But in the mountains, it's not just wild boars that are dangerous.

That same night, they encountered another situation.

Fortunately, Chen Ling's two dogs were with them this time, and they kept watch at night.

Otherwise, this time it will definitely be ambiguous as well.

It was the darkest time of night, and the cries of various wild animals echoed through the mountains, which was very eerie.

The three men on night watch were Chen Ze and his companion, who were carrying a fire on their backs, drinking tea and talking.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the tree. Heiwa Xiaojin, who had been fast asleep with his eyes closed, jumped up from the ground, and the pack of dogs started barking.

The three men were startled by the commotion, thinking that wild boars had come again, and they quickly grabbed their guns and shouted for help.

Just then, Chen Ling came out of the tent and saw a straw-yellow shadow gracefully float down from a tree about two hundred meters away.

Yes, that lightness and agility, and the speed of landing.

Chen Ling could only think of the word "floating".

Others could only see a straw-yellow shadow flash by.

They camped on a gentle slope beside a ridge, while the surrounding area was extremely steep in every direction.

Even dogs and wild boars have to exert a lot of effort to walk.

But the straw-yellow shadow was completely unaffected, darting over in a flash and landing silently.

The scene was quite horrifying.

In the blink of an eye, one of the hunting dogs in the pack behind the tent was pinned to the ground in full view of everyone, letting out a pitiful howl.

In front of the tent, Chen Ling's two dogs were not to be outdone, and pounced on the strange beast with astonishing speed.

But seeing the situation before him, he could only barely stop and growl at the strange beast.

This strange beast had one paw on a dog, its dim yellow eyes glaring fiercely at the two large dogs in front of it, baring its teeth and growling without the slightest fear.

"Fugui, call the dog back!" Liu Guangli exclaimed in alarm, "It's a lynx!"

It turned out to be a large lynx.

It resembles a large cat, with two tufts of long black fur at the tips of its ears. It is taller and stronger than a dog, with a short tail, a thick body and thick claws, and its roar is ferocious and intimidating.

The lynx grabbed a hunting dog and pinned it down. This hunting dog from Kinmen Village weighed seventy or eighty pounds, was used to venturing into the mountains and was extremely fierce, but it was powerless to resist under the lynx's claws.

The other hunting dogs barked incessantly, but hesitated to approach.

It's true what they say: when the lynx arrives, the pack of dogs turns pale.

Liu Guangli was even worried that Chen Ling's two dogs would get hurt.

He had witnessed firsthand how formidable Heiwa and his companion, yet he still lacked confidence.

The old man lacked confidence, but Chen Ling was. With a whistle, the two dogs, black and yellow, who had hesitated just moments before, pounced forward in an instant.

Little Jin is fast, Blackie is fierce.

The ferocity of the two large dogs took the lynx by surprise; their sharp claws and teeth shocked the lynx the moment they clashed.

The crowd then realized what was happening and began firing their guns into the air.

The sound of gunfire echoed through the mountains and forests.

A sharp, strange cry rang out. The lynx, unable to withstand the attack of the two dogs and startled by the gunshot, turned and ran.

In the mountains and forests, if a lynx wants to run, a dog can't catch it.

But the bloodstains on the ground proved that it had suffered.

The hunting dog that had just been pinned to the ground was still howling in agony, blood streaming from its neck, urine dripping from its body, trembling violently, too frightened to stand up.

When everyone stepped forward to take a look, Liu Guangli shook his head regretfully: "This dog is ruined."

At this point, everyone forgot about the dog and rushed forward with their guns, but apart from a trail of blood on the ground, they could no longer find it.

It wasn't that they didn't want to go in just now, but just like when they encountered the leopard, their brains simply couldn't keep up with the lynx's speed.

The whole thing took only a dozen seconds.

“That lynx was terrifying; we almost didn’t even have time to shoot.”

The group that Han Ninggui and Feng Yi brought were still frustrated. Some of them were experienced in the wild and were not mediocre, but they were still no match for the lynx and leopard, the little tyrants of the mountains.

"The rich family dog ​​is still the best; no other dog dares to approach it."

Chen Ze and the others who came from Chenwangzhuang surrounded Chen Ling and the two dogs, praising them.

Liu Guangli nodded in agreement: "That's true. Lynxes are very fierce. Any ordinary dog, no matter how many dogs surround them, will die."

Lynxes are too agile and fierce. If there are too few dogs, they can't beat them, and if there are too many dogs, they will run away and can't be contained.

Upon hearing this, someone asked Liu Guangli if he had ever encountered a lynx before and if he had ever killed one.

"I've definitely encountered that before. You just want to shoot, but you can't shoot this thing with a gun. It won't let you aim. When I was young, I didn't believe in this kind of thing, so I chased it with a dog, and ended up losing several dogs."

As Liu Guangli spoke, a helpless smile appeared on his face: "Lynxes and leopards are not things that ordinary dogs can handle. We just avoid them whenever possible."

Chen Ling was checking his dog's injuries when he heard this, so he rubbed the heads of the two dogs.

According to the old hunter, a dog is doomed if it encounters a lynx or a leopard.

My own dog isn't afraid of those two things at all; it's even beaten up a real leopard.

All that's missing is the tiger.

(End of this chapter)